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Un-Beautiful Beauty

She contemplates her purpose, She pushes down to release the buildup of emotions. Too young to go through these daily battles. Why is she here when all she gets is pain? She has to deal with such hate for something she never did. A love that should have been unconditional and protecting, A love that should have never been tainted. But as she sat there pushing to release the pain, As she sat there wondering why, She realized mother’s love far outweighed her father’s hate. After the truth came out and the dust settled, She knew she was a blessing to the one that gave her life. 1/6/17

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